"Miss Tsuji is right, we can wait until Nuan Nuan wakes up." Even so, he didn't think there would be any substantial changes because he really couldn't think of the reason why Nuan Nuan committed suicide.
Leng Bingyu gradually resisted the urge to twist off her little head and calmed down his anger slightly.
She was very sad when her father passed away, but she would never commit suicide
Five people were sitting in front of the operating room, feeling extremely depressed. The aura was so powerful that people didn't dare to get close.
Tsuji Qianqing stood there far away, already crying into tears.
How much she hoped that Leng Nuan would wake up soon and prove her innocence?
Just now she just went to check the weather, but she didn't expect that she was actually holding a fruit knife and preparing to commit suicide
She subconsciously reached out to stop her, but the girl seemed determined.
The moment the knife pierced her chest, Tsuji Qianqing felt no other emotions except fear and heartache.
Even if she knows that her beloved is in love with her, she is kind-hearted and has no unnecessary thoughts.
But now, no matter how much I try to explain, it's already too late.
Leng Nuan, Leng Nuan, why are you so ready to die?
You have won his heart, aren't you still satisfied?
I don’t know how long it took, but the door of the operating room finally opened.
A row of doctors and nurses knelt on the ground, crying loudly, as if the corpse lying on the operating table was their closest relative.